Harringay Races

To be sung without accompaniment, I sing it in the key of G

Oh it’s upon a dog my paycheck I spent
And out of my pocket my whole paycheck went
All of a week and then gone in a day
They know my name at the track in Harringay
Oh they know my name at the track in Harringay
And they know I’m good for each pound that I lay
And whether or not things go my way
I’ll be back at the races the very next day

Refrain:
Fol de rol too rye oh too rye oh ey

And if by some chance my dog he comes in
I will not save a penny I win
It’s off down the West End to find a girl
Who’ll take all my money and give me a twirl
Oh Harryboy, Harryboy Boas they say
Never a gambler so hopelessly made
If you gave him a hundred pounds a day
They’d open the champagne each night in Harringay

Refrain:
Fol de rol too rye oh too rye oh ey

Well now I’m as broke as a man can be
My landlords outside waiting for me
I’ve not got the money to pay the rent
So it’s off to the factories for me again
Oh Harryboy, Harryboy, where have you been?
Have you not heard? A tips just come in
They got cats big as horses to run the track
If you’ve not got the money we’ve all got your back

Refrain:
Fol de rol too rye oh too rye oh ey

Oh they know my name at the track in Harringay
And they know I’m good for each pound that I lay
And whether or not things go my way
I’ll be back at the races the very next day

Refrain:

Fol de rol too rye ooooooooooh too rye oh ey